Talk:Wreck of the Clawkeel/@comment-2246928-20150413151413/@comment-2246928-20161026215243

The fox had since climbed up a small hill, surrounded at its back by jungle and its face by the beach. Lifting his machete up high, Riftrun began playing about with the light shining off th blade, curious as to what the next step in the plan of the surprisingly helpful marteness was.